You Could Boil An Egg On My Couch, I Swear

yowza! because it's really hot!

I heard from someone that the longest day of the year has come and gone, and now the days will just get shorter and shorter until we're all lost in the dark of night once more. I be like, "ever heard of hibernation?" Remember in Muppets Take Manhattan (NAMESAKE ALERT!!!) when Fozzie is hibernating and that girl bear Beth is snuggling him and he's like "...Kerrrrrmitttt..."? Did I already relate that story in this blog? Did I?

There's so much becklectricity here already. Oh man, we're really flying now!

Please Give Me A Job.

please?



"What a Girl Like Me Has To Offer an Office Like Yours," a poem.

Sometimes when I'm typing,
I look down
and I realize that I can't see my fingers anymore.
(THEY'RE MOVING TOO FAST)

Sometimes when I'm making coffee,
I glance over
and I realize that I've predicted a need for fresh coffee ten full minutes before it happens.
(BUT I'M ALSO MORE THAN COFFEE)

Sometimes when I'm old and gray and full of sleep,
I think back
and I realize what a great choice you made in hiring me for whatever open position you had at the moment!
(HIRE ME, SOMEBODY!!)

fin.


Jobs will come and go but not quite now and also not later.